The 99th Divorce

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"His father is the only music teacher in Shili and Baxiang. He can play the piano and he can also play the piano. I am also a local intellectual. At that time, it was very prestigious ... if it was not Axuan ... if she had never been to our house, Enough."

Mrs. Song's voice had regrets. "I have raised her as a daughter for three years. For three years, I just kept a dog. I knew I had to recognize the owner. Simply, walk away on that day, and gave us a loud slap! "Then, he waved his hand with great resentment and hammered his heart.

Song Yifan was startled, and quickly stopped, shouting: "Mom!"

Mrs. Song cried in tears, "I hurt! That slap was like hitting my face. For so many years, it still hurts hot! How much hatred I have with her? Ah? Leave a piece of paper I do n’t even have a shadow. I do n’t know if I am dead or alive now, which I hate! ”

When Su Qianci saw her crying, she felt sour.

After pulling out the tissue, she wiped it towards the old lady's face.

Mrs. Song suddenly reached out her hand suddenly and held Su Qianci's hand firmly and resolutely: "Axuan!"

Su Qianci was startled, and the whole person was stunned.

Li Sicheng stepped forward to hug her and stretched out her hand, and she opened her hands.

However, Song Yifan stopped it and shook his head gently.

Su Qianci was a bit scared. She looked at Mrs. Song and shouted, "Grandma, I'm Qianci, not Rong Xuan."

"Well ..." Granny Song responded, her eyes softened, "Scream again, grandma loves to listen."

"Grandma ..." Su Qianci's voice was timid.

Mrs. Song smiled with relief, stretched out her hand, and touched her hair. "Good, grandma cooks for you. The one behind you is your boyfriend?"

"He is my husband. We are married."

"Oh ... married, Yifan's daughters are all married, old, old ..." Granny Song's voice was a little bitter, and she said, "I'm going to cook."

Song Yifan held the old lady down and said softly, "Mom, let's go outside to eat. Sister Yang went home to celebrate the New Year. Let's go outside to eat out, OK?"

"It's a waste of money to go downstairs. If your dad knows, I won't scold you."

"New Year, just once, OK?"

Mrs. Song glanced at him strangely and pointed his finger at him, "You!"

"Let's go, mom, I'll take you to eat."

Song Yifan supported the old lady with a very slow and slow pace.

Su Qianci looked at their back in the back, a little sad.

This home, because Rong Xuan became like this.

Without Rong Xuan's three-year insertion, Song Yifan must now have married his wife and had children, and Sheng Xiyi would not need to suffer so long.

When I saw Rong Xuan some time ago, Su Qianci never told anyone, but now she wants to say something.

After eating lunch, Song Yifan coaxed the old lady to go to bed, and then came out again.

Su Qianci opened his door to see the mountain. "I saw Rong Xuan some time ago."

Song Yifan was disinfecting the gap, holding a tea clip in his hand and a blue and white porcelain tasting cup. Hearing Su Qianci's words, the thin quilt fell to the table and made a crisp sound.

But miraculously, nothing is wrong.

Song Yifan's mood is the same.

With a slight smile, Song Yifan continued the movement in his hand and said, "How is that possible, she is dead."

"It's true. When I was hospitalized some time ago, when I went to see Mr. Rong ..." Su Qianci's voice stopped suddenly. "Wait, Rong Xuan, Rong Haiyue, is there any relationship between them? ? "